I see you with your poems and your pens, but me, me, see me, I got the world in my hands I make it spin on my finger, I'm a critical thinker, I'm a hell of a smoker, and a bit of a drinker I know your name, yeah, your name is unimportant, yeah We in the valley of the beast, yeah, ain't shit that can buy the poor shit, damn Uh, I woke up this morning, dick rock hard, ash, my blunt, and my Grammy award You can save your bullshit on your memory card, if this real nigga business, then you niggas unemployed Jumped on the celly, called Machiavelli, he said he was gravy, I said I was jelly Looked in the mirror, said, you's a ill nigga, then I ran to the money like track and field, nigga Now I think I'll have me a coffee with six sugars, in a world full of ass kissers and dick pullers I'm trying to walk a straight line, but the line crooked, I'm shooting for the stars, astronauts dodge bullets, yeah I bought a brand new attitude, that haters music to my ears, I got my dancing shoes Sometimes we question shit that there is no answer to, but I just built a house on I don't give a fuck Avenue Uh, I see you with your pawns and your pens, but me, me, see me, I got the world in my hands I make it spin on my finger, I'm a critical thinker, I'm a hell of a smoker, and a bitter for drinker I know your name, yeah, your name is unimportant, yeah, we in the valley of the beast, yeah And she think about her bullshit, now, uh Down on the ceiling, looking up at the bed, life is a gamble, better check the point spread And when life sucks, I just enjoy the hit, I'm so sick of these niggas, I need meds Uh, smoking on a hallelujah, thank you Jesus, help me focus on the future and not the previous Double R, I'm a rebel with a reason, sometimes you gotta fight the devil with a demon Blood is in the streets and it is up to my knees, underground shit, I see myself as a seed Living in the glass, and everybody's looking, but how can you get the picture if you don't know who took it? This current affairs, but who the hell cares, everybody's fighting over position, musical chairs On the road to redemption, you're gonna use a few spares, I'm just fucking ready, so I come prepared Yeah, I know your name, yeah, your name is unimportant, yeah, we in the valley of the beast, yeah And the pressure banging by the booze, damn And the rockets red glare, the bombs bursting in air, life is a rollercoaster, but still unfair A blessing in disguise, a spike before our eyes, but since it is in disguise, we don't know that it's there And I see you with your palms in your pants, but me, me, see me, I got the world in my hands I make a spin on my finger, I'm a critical thinker, I'm a hell of a smoker, and a bit of a drinker I know your name